Kamen Rider Geats: Back in Time

Fracture V: Tora-Go, is back (P1)

The players began returning to the designated meeting spot in the city, chatting curiously about the previous match. Ace arrived first, followed soon by Neon and Sakurai.

Weathered wooden walls stretched as far as the eye could see, encircling a wide plains dotted with tents and storefronts.

A tattered banner fluttered above the center plaza, torn letters spelling out "Tumbleweed Territory". Clearly this had once been a bustling attraction before falling into disuse.

Before anyone could question him, Tsumuri appeared with grim countenance. "It is time to reveal the parameters of this round."

[Rolling...]

A digital wheel spun rapidly on the screens overhead.

[Kamen Rider Tycoon: Sakurai Keiwa]

Immediaatey, Sakurai was teleported away, he menacingly cracked his fingers before his form fades. He came back soon after.

The hologram explaining the rules soon appeared.
[Team vs Team: Both team fights each other. -2 If any one is knocked out of suit. Time is 20 minutes]

"Simple, isn't it? I can kill everyone faster." Sakurai said. Neon, Ace, Keiwa and Michinaga looked at him in concern.

"And now, everyone, good luck." Tsumuei said as everyone is teleported away.

In a flash, the players dispersed to various starting locations for the round. Morio found himself alone inside an empty diner.

"Cozy little place," he remarked, examining the vintage furnishings. A bell jingled as the door swung open - Kanato strolling in nonchalantly.

"You wound up next door huh?" Morio smirked. Kanato nodded, eyeing the menu board curiously. "No humans, how great. If only every human stops existing"

"Don't say that infront of my face please." Morio replied.
"Aa if it's not becoming a reality. That racoon guy is no longer the innocent little puppy we knew." Kanato commented
"Another easy win it seems."

Just then, Kanato's Spider Phone buzzed incessantly. "What now?" He groused, retrieving it. A small hologram of Win's face flickered to life.

"Stop forgetting that Buffa has invincible powers too. Meet him and you're done" Win informed them urgently.

Meanwhile in another part of the ghost town, Neon wandered down deserted alleyways. Around every corner was more desolation and less clues to her friend's whereabouts.

Just as she was about to give up hope, a familiar voice called out from ahead. "Neon, over here!"

She rounded the corner to find Keiwa waving from an old saloon porch, looking no worse for wear. "Grandpa, thank goodness!" Neon cried in relief.

But as she approached, something in the distance caught her attention. Strange horned figures milled about at the town limits. "What are those...?"

Keiwa shielded his eyes from the sun's glare, peering intently. His eyes widened. "Pawn Jyamatos with horns. But why?"

Neon felt a sinking feeling. "I have a bad feeling about this..."

At that moment, the 'horned' Pawn Jyamatos took notice of them. Empty eyes locked onto their positions. With ominous chitters, the monsters charged as one mass towards the isolated duo.

"Not good!" Keiwa cried, rushing to slam the saloon doors shut just as the mob reached them. Their weapons pounded the reinforced wood relentlessly.

Trapped inside, Neon and Keiwa eyed each other anxiously. It seemed their abnormal opponents heralded greater misfortunes still to come...

Yet in another part of the town, Morio and Kanato were navigating a tight alley. But before they noticed it, the two were surrounded by several Jyamatos dressing as witches.

"Oi, why do those Jyamatos have horns?" Morio said equipping his Driver.
"Who knows" Kanato grumbled readying his driver.

[Magic!] [Magnum!]
Dapaan jumped out of the alley and went ontop of the buildings.

"Hey! Come down and fight-" Mary's words were cut off as the Rook Jyamato hit him in the stomach sending him flying.
"Oi! That hurts-" Another jab sent Mary rolling through the air, landing painfully.
"Don't you dare!"

Mary summoned his magic stick and began hitting wildly at Rook Jyamato. He moved around like a maniac between the hits.
"How's that? Haha! How's-"

One of the Pawn Jyamatos grabbed him and punched him, after that a couple more jumped on him.
"Why do these things hit so so hard now!!!"

"Idiot" Dapaan scoffed, firing off at the monsters. One of the Pawn Jyamatos casted a spell, and pulled him down.
"How the-"

"Impressed by my new troops, fools?" Archimedel appeared, "Witness my new form SHADOW JYAMATO!"

"Shadow Jyamato? What is that?" Dapaan asked.
"My power. Taste them!" Shadow Jyamato swung his weapon. An energy sawblade went right through them. The two riders screamed in agony and fell.

The sawblades' tooth all flew around ricochentig crazily around the place. Countless sparks, so much that seeing the two riders were impossible, shot everywhere.

A huge explosion erupted.

"Arghhhh!!"

Kanato and Morio were detransformed. They fell down, clothes tattered. Their ID Cores cracked.

Their bodies dissapeared into dust

[Mission Failed]

Back to Neon and Keiwa situation...

"We gotta transform!" Keiwa said as the door busted open.
"Henshin!" They shouted in unison

[Ninja!] [Beat!]
[Ready? Fight!]

The horde of witch-themed Jyamatos rushed in. Their wands gleaming eerily in the morning light.

[Ninja Dualer!] "Witch themed? Why?" Koatycoon said, fending off against the horde.

[Beat Axe!] "Don't know, but the important thing is" Na-Go said as one of the Pawn Jyamatos used its wand to strike a thunderbolt at her, knocking her away.

"Is why they are so strong??!" she complained.

Koatycoon knocked one of the Jyamatos' wand away, but it simply resorted to punching and kicking. Its attacks lacked finesse, and left him in alot of pain.
Both Koatycoon and Na-Go got pushed into a wall.

The Jyamatos then chanted and summoned their own magic, which exploded forth into a blue deadly vortex. The wall exploded and the both of them got blasted away.
"No way... What has that Jyamato old man been doing?" Na-Go grunted in pain.
Koatycoon groaned, "Damn it..."

The Rook Jyamato fired a final blast at them.

However, a yellow magic circle appeared and blocked the attack. Footsteps echoed behind both riders.

As the smoke cleared, Neon and Keiwa watched in awe at the silhouette emerging through the haze.

Long raven locks flowed freely down her back, held in place by an ornate hairpin. A flowing kimono the color of midnight adorned her frame, intricate golden patterns winding along the fine silk.

With practiced grace, Ayoko stepped forward to reveal a determined gaze. Though seemingly fragile as porcelain, an inner steel shone through her poised composure.

"No way!" Keiwa breathed, overcome with emotion.